YARA's pov"Are you going to drive, mom?" Jeremiah asked, his tone incredulous as we made our way out of the house.I shook my head."Aunty Beth hired us a cab, he'll be here any minute.""Oh, that makes sense. Because I was wondering how you were going to drive in your condition." He said, seemingly much more relaxed as we waited for the car.Right then, I wondered how he would take it when he realized that I wasn't as blind as everyone thought.Well, soon enough, I was going to find out. A couple of minutes later, the cab pulled up, and the driver called out our names. "Yara? Jeremiah?""That's right." Jeremiah called back, and reached for my hand. I squeezed his hand affectionately, and after casting one nervous look at the pack house, I got into the back of the cab beside Jeremiah.An hour later, we arrived at Beth's house and watched as Beth rushed toward the car to happily receive us."They're here!" she squealed and helped us out of the car. She gently ruffled Jeremiah's hair,
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